Midnightpaw
Shadowclan
She/her
26/100
Midnightpaw lifted her head for a moment to look up at her mentor when she had heard the word
good, an excitable rush of joy running across her body, down her back, along her tail. She quickly dropped her chin, returning to its original position. A little bit of praise went a very long way for Midnightpaw, it seemed.
When it came to stalking, for someone who had never done any sort of hunting or other activities deemed necessary for it, she still did a pretty decent job at it. Carefully, she stalked forward, keeping her position steady–albeit her stalk was a bit slower than average, so it could certainly be worked on in that sense.
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